Domestic Geek

Current mood: sore
It's been a really interesting weekend. I didn't get much sleep Thursday night trying to get my project finished to turn it in. I lost about 2 hours worth of work when the program crashed and I hadn't saved. Doh! I got enough of it done to turn it--probably won't get a really good grade, but didn't really care. I left school about 3:30 and went home to take a nap. This huge storm rolled in and between the storm and the nervous dog, I couldn't sleep.

When Marcus got home from work, I asked him if he wanted to order in a pizza and watch "Enemy at the Gates" that I rented for him. He wanted to go to Michaels to look at shadow boxes first for a project he wants to do. Since we were out, we decided to go out to eat instead of getting a pizza. As we're sitting at the light on our way to restaurant row on Abilene, we got rear-ended at Sable/Mississippi. Marcus had seen him coming up on him and knew he wasn't going to stop. He held hard on the brakes to make sure we didn't chain react into the car in front of us. The guy's Jeep got pretty jacked because I could see all the antifreeze immediatley all over the street. Then Marcus got out of the truck to go read the guy the riot act and it turns out he had been the victim of an attempted car jacking at Chambers/Mississippi and since he refused to give up his car, the dude tried to stab him. The poor guy was in shock and a little disoriented and was trying to drive himself to the hospital. Marcus decided to escort the guy to the hosptial and file an accident report from there (there are actually alot of police officers there on a Friday night!). I didn't think the guy was going to make it because first of all, he had lost all his radiator fluid. Second, he started weaving badly and I was getting afraid he was going to cause another accident. I thought maybe he was losing consciousness or something. It turns out this was because the accident jacked up his steering/power steering.

Fortunately, the carjacker only sliced through the guy's shirt and scratched the skin. He was mostly suffering from panic and shock, I think.

The story is really bizarre in that he had recently returned from Iraq because of some injuries he received there and was awaiting a medical discharge. He totally hates living here and was looking forward to moving home. He only had liability insurance, so he is screwed as far as repairing his vehicle. He said at the hospital that he should've let the guy have the car, at least he might have gotten it back in one piece. Marcus found out today when he called to check on him and apologize for being initally gruff with him that the poor guy is also in the midst of a divorce. With all that poor guy is going through right now, my problems don't seem so significant.

Marcus was a little unnerved that a car jacking could happen around here. I asked him if he was totally oblivious to the news lately. It seems like almost every day anymore that something bad is happening in Aurora. I remember seeing a thing on the news a couple of weeks back about how gang activity is up just as the city is cutting funding to the gang unit.

Fortunatley, Marcus' truck has a sturdy bumper and the damage is minimal compared to the other vehicle. We took it to the adjustor today. Marcus will have to pay the deductable and he may not get it back. When our insurance tries to collect from his, they may claim it was a "moment of peril" and that they are not responsible for paying. If they do pay, though, Marcus is supposed to get the money back. We'll see, but we're not holding our breath.

Today my neck is totally sore. I felt a little achy Friday night where the seat belt cross my chest, but I expected that. I'm sure that making dough for two days on top of any slight injury I might have had just made it worse. Oh, well. At least it wasn't worse.

So, tonight we finally got the see the movie. Except for a sex scene (that was totally unnecessary is a war movie), it was an excellent movie. As soon as I get the laundry in the dryer, I'm going to bed. I have no school for the next two weeks and I need to get my life in order.

Anway, if you want to read Marcus' account of the whole accident ordeal, read it here.

I thought the result I got from this was eerily accurate:

So, I guess John Elway is opening a restaurant or something in Cherry Creek called Elway's. It's right on 1st where the old Canyon Cafe was. I saw the sign when Nina and I went to the arts festival last weekend. I guess owning the Crush and being the frontman for John Elway Auto Nation isn't enough to keep him busy.

Current mood: lonely
Warning! Lengthy, rambling post follows:

It's times like this that I hate Marcus being a tech support kind of guy (and the weekends when he's on call). I guess they had a major power outage where he works and the backups on the servers didn't last long enough or something, so he's stuck there until everything is booted back up and running properly. Good thing I didn't make dinner before he called. At least I'm getting some time to post stuff. I've really been neglecting this poor thing.

Yesterday majorly sucked.

I've been having a hard time dealing with the fact that I'll probably never be a mother (at least not while I'm with Marcus). I find out that yet another acquaintance of mine is pregnant. Sad thing is that I don't think she really wants to be a mother even though she and her husband have been trying for over a year. Their marriage has been in trouble since day one and I think she was hoping that if she gave him a child (even though she can't stand babies), he'd fall down and kiss her feet. Well, that didn't happen, so in addition to the normal pregnancy hormone craziness, she's pissed to boot.

Then the mail came. I got a jury summons and the hospital bills from when I cut my thumb open. If they billed correctly, that little fiasco is going to cost me over $900! I hate how the government and insurance companies have got health care so fucking screwed up. If I had known it was going to cost that much, I would've stitched my own damned self up and put some super glue on it. You'd think for that kind of cash, they could've stitched it so it wouldn't scar. Nooo, I have a huge scar with absolutely no feeling on the end of my thumb. I am so pissed about this. Having to pay $900 to fix my car I could swallow, not for this.

I want to learn how to knit. Does anybody know how or know of a good resource to learn? My mother hated knitting and she tried to teach me, but I never really got the hang of it. This was sparked when I was digging around in my craft room and came across some of mom's old needles. I also want to get some quilling supplies. That'll have to wait, though. I'm also going to really learn to play the guitar. I took a class in college and don't remember squat about it. Finding my old friend today made me really miss being musical.

I couldn't bring myself to go to school today. I'm so freakin' depressed. I don't have any ambition or creativity flowing through me right now. I'm so bummed and burned out. If they offered these darned web classes more often, I'd take a leave of absence. I also have to decide by Friday if I want to continue with the Bachelor's program. I'm torn because I want the classes, I just don't know if I'm willing to invest the time and money. My final project for this class was due today. I just can't bring myself to work on it. Maybe if I get a good night's sleep and get the dough done early (so I don't have to see the asshat manager), I'll be in the mood to finish it by Friday. I don't even care if I get a crappy grade anymore. That is so unlike me. I'm the one who normally wouldn't sleep for two days to make sure I met a deadline.

I need to get into some sort of excercise routine. I know that sitting on my butt all the time is not helping with my mood. Since I haven't delivered pizzas in well over a month, I'm not getting any excercise at all. I think I'm going to start a weight-loss blog on my school break.

Hey, has anybody notice the "Day by Day" cartoon I have at the bottom of the blog? I love that cartoon. Not as much as Foxtrot, but it's still pretty cool.

Well, it's 10:00 and he's not home yet. Damn, I totally forgot to eat dinner. Too late now. I guess I'll go to bed and get a fresh start tomorrow.

Thanks to Deborah, I now have a gmail account. Yay, I feel so special now.

Other good email news is that lycos finally got its act together and I don't have to sift through tons of spam every day. Bad news is that I can't forward anything from any of my domain emails because they block comcast servers. I usually forward jokes people send me with attachments to that address so that I can open them safely and read them easier. Oh, well. It doesn't matter--I have gmail now.